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you think that i respect you?
What makes you think that i fear you?
You ain't making no moves you resemble a statue
Keep on being a fool We gon laugh

fuck with distractions I need to stay woke
Can't deal with you hoes I need to stay low
Back in the trap
With this money I stash
I ain't trippin
Smoke

to "hell yeah, why not"
Seventeen, morning person by default because of rules
But they never should've told me, "Choose your own time for school"
Went from

for money
I pull up to a Denny's and pay for it all in pennies
Hoping rent will be covered by some gambling winnings
But probably not
To process these

from the scripture

Champagne only
Champagne only you know
I got that big rack on me too much money
She got that sweet sweet honey
She that yummy
I call

running thin you need your wad and your half too
You like elusive but you're acting the fool
Shock and awe that you bait with more money
Get your fix over

they put some money on my head
Man it's like the more I stunt the more they want me dead
See I done been around the world and now I'm back again
Just in

shackles and chains mane

I shed so tears for his mother and brothers
We grew up so close they were my mothers and brothers
I'm happy I got a chance to tell

I'll put money on it
Made my own route
Cause I'm still hungry and I want it all
And you know niggas gone hate
I'll double down on it
Niggas want a plate

I hear they hashtagginng activist But Never where the action is
Looking over shoulders been Surrounded by this ratchet shit
Too real for this rapping

never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy
Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black

I Got looks like Sylvester and i act like a jester
I wear my money like a vest, I spend it all like Vassar
Yea i own everything, I aint no nike wear

I've been lucky and some of my friends have not
My nigga El lost his life by the hand of a cop
That broke my spirit up and till this day that shit still

dun, dun dun dun and we're banging the drums
Hit the eights on a hi-hat
Kick it but I like this
No I love it
I don't do it for the fame or the money
That

the truth, shit ain't right
Africa y'all tripping
Whites rich off yo land
They Give you guns & count the money
Black blood dripping by yo hand
Band together,

know how it go
You tryna get over I been there before
Learned my lesson from all of these hoes
And all of these niggas that use me for dough
Fool me one

We are a rebellion ...We are a rebellion...

I don't them, I don't need stress., I just change zip codes for the weekend...



Living by my own

water
If I don't come back with his
Loot then my ass in trouble
I'mma call smokin' goon cause
That nigga my brother
I don't like that jail fool
Cause that

my tool
This lil fool, wanna link with her
I say sure,
Once they in the car
We creep up out the dark and take his shoes
Money too, whip too
Like Death,

What is love
What is love
What is love
What is love
Mama love me and June Bugg and a couple that I grew up with
And I ain't tryn fool you like I don't

fucked by his bros
Ain't no money being made with that pole
You sold your sold for a few bag a runtz
Used your re-up, just to stunt
OK
Chanel in this bitch

him in his head knock a nigga of feet
Standing on edge and the cliff looking steep
Either I'm dead or in prison with the sheep
Fuck it I'm trapping till

my mind still roaming
Its 3 in the morning
But I'm still rapping
I'm tryna be up on the stage performing, that's my passion
All my niggas get money, we

to the pleasure principle
Shawty gon park it
Put it in reverse hear the beep in the morning
Interstellar party of the century
She so gorgeous
When my money up, it's